Talk:Wreck of the Clawkeel/@comment-2231917-20120220222232/@comment-3135907-20150709065940

What a curious creature. The rat stood up, slinking forward carefully, slowly...taking up a point-ed stick, he prodded the clumsy behemoth. "Mates..." he gasped through trembling lips, beckoning to the others with a gnarled claw. "D...d...."

Then he threw back his head, belting out like the best of them: "D....ding dong, the witch is dead! Yahoo, wahoo, terricamdoo!"

He was met with a blast of sour breath as the rats roared out, cheering wildly as, taking the corpse by the great ugly sasquatch feet, they dumped it unceremoniously into the cooking fire. "No rat goes 'ungry again!"